* Finn *
"You have to give a girl more than three hours' notice on these events, Finn!" Aspen's voice heightens with each word as her panic sets in. She pulls on the hem of her dark pink knee length dress. I'm sure it has some kind of special name, but who the hell knows.
"It's an art exhibit. Everyone will be in jeans. That's how artists dress," I reassure her on her clothing choice and place a kiss to her forehead from across the leather seat of the black Escalade.
She's quiet and I think the conversation is done until, "You're not in jeans. You're wearing a suit!" She eyes my grey three-piece suit with distain.
Jake looks back from his place in the driver's seat and gives me a look. Like I haven't noticed she's freaking out. I lift a shoulder a smidge not willing to be caught by Asp
